C726 The Resentful Gaze of the White Beetle

"That's not good, right?"

Lin Yih's old face was red with embarrassment.

Most importantly, this thing was taken out from Qiu Baijing's chest, so the faint milk fragrance on it rushed straight into Lin Yih's nose.

And when he felt the temperature on it, no matter what, a man would have some strange thoughts!

"Why not? Is it that Yih is still shy?"

Qiu Baijing smiled